Lin Yu, inside the coffin. "..."
Jiang Nuo, you dog!
He raised his hand to try to lift the coffin lid, but stopped abruptly when he recalled Jiang Nuo's words.
The seventh Guiding Souls is oneself.
Only after all seven have completed their transformations and the wedding ceremony begins will the Ghost King appear.
He pondered, but was unwilling to kill himself just like that. Even though it was an illusion, who knew if he would wake up later?
Lin Yu pressed his fingertips, closed his eyes, lay flat in the coffin, and chanted a spell in a low voice, separating his soul from his body.
The soul stood up through the coffin, leaving only a trace of consciousness within the corpse. Sure enough, the nearby corpse was controlled to stand up and slowly walked to one side.
Lin Yu suppressed his own Soul Power as much as possible to prevent the Ghost King from noticing, while keeping his consciousness absolutely clear to keep up.
Kill the monster first, then kill Jiang Nuo! Cut him into a thousand pieces! Cook him, fry him, sauté him!
Lin Yu was filled with hatred. Every time he saw Jiang Nuo's face, he was reminded of the agony of being torn apart piece by piece and dying.
Beneath the locust tree, Jiang Nuo twirled his dust-covered fingertips, his eyes dark as he stared at Lin Yu's corpse, which had been controlled and left, pondering who truly resided within that body.
It's really puzzling. How come those people from the game keep appearing one after another? Last time they killed Duoluo ke, and now... wait, what?
" Duoluo ke didn't make it to the end either; he died, didn't he?"
Jiang Nuo then suddenly remembered that she had seen Duoluo ke on the death list of the previous round before entering a dungeon once.
So there's a chance that the dead can come back from that world...
"Damn! Could it really be that bastard Lin Yu?!"
Lin Yu and Lin Yu.
Jiang Nuo watched the corpse walk away, her heart filled with vigilance.
If it really was that bastard, he wouldn't have been killed so easily.
[O_o?]
"Having killed two innocent humans, I wonder what Glutinous Rice Fans Jiang Nuo has left for this? He's a deranged serial killer!"
"Isn't Jiang Nuo good at finding solutions? Does it really have to be seven people?! Why should they die?!"
"Isn't Jiang Nuo just aiding and abetting evil, helping the Ghost King kill so many people???"
The problem is, if seven people don't die, the Ghost King might not show up... Besides, how do you know they're really dead? What if this is also part of God Nuo's plan??
Same as above!! I also think they won't die so easily!
[Hilarious! So they're trying to whitewash themselves with loans? The facts are right there in front of us: Jiang Nuo killed several innocent people.]
What if he doesn't survive? Wouldn't that confirm his status as a murderer?
[ Lin Yu!!! Damn Jiang Nuo! If Lin Yu really gets into trouble, I'll kill you offline!!]
Why is Jiang Nuo acting so strangely? What does "you're not Lin Yu " mean...? He and Lin Yu have been rivals for so long, doesn't he recognize each other?
"They're all in the Ghost King Illusory Realm, so it's better to sacrifice a fellow Daoist than myself... though it's a bit unethical."
With the seven Guiding Souls gathered, darkness fell instantly within the illusion.
Jiang Nuo, who has been labeled a psychopathic killer online, was squatting in front of the village chief's house eating a sesame seed cake, with Si Yan and Pu Sang squatting next to him.
Wu Chou leaned against the gate, warily observing the ghosts coming and going in preparation for the wedding ceremony.
"You..." He was about to talk to Jiang Nuo about killing the other two people when he suddenly saw Jiang Nuo eating with great relish, as if she hadn't eaten a sesame seed cake in centuries.
Wu Chou's expression was a bit strange, as if he had choked on his words. "After the illusion, will they be able to come back to life?"
Jiang Nuo looked up at him, chewing as she muttered, her eyes clear and watery, "I don't know. What if we can't defeat the Ghost King either? Then we'll all die together."
Jiang Nuo was very open-minded, and even had the mind to comfort the worried and nervous Pu Sang and Wu Chou.
"Don't worry too much. The worst that can happen is death. You might as well eat a couple more pancakes."
He tore half of the sesame seed cake that the village chief's wife had given him and offered it to Wu Chou, who shook his head helplessly, indicating that he didn't need it.
Si Yan, however, took a bite, displaying a strong sense of possessiveness.
Jiang Nuo ate until her cheeks were bulging, and while wiping her hands, she also wiped Si Yan's hands clean before clapping her hands and standing up to prepare for the tasks that would begin after nightfall.
Pu Sang wasn't really in the mood to eat, but seeing Jiang Nuo eating so heartily, he ate a couple more bites, his expression still worried.
A gong and drum sounded.
Pu Sang was startled; it was already midnight again.
"The auspicious hour has arrived—the bride is placed in her coffin!"
Shouts immediately rang out from the courtyard.
"Hurry up and come in! If you miss the appointed time, the groom will be angry!"
Li Ta rushed over again, his expression excited, but his eyes, like those of the villagers, were lifeless, as if they had all become walking corpses.
The four of them stepped into the courtyard. Si Yan looked down at the high threshold and recalled Zhou Yize's words about falling down when he encountered the high threshold. His eyes were thoughtful.
Is there some overlap between reality and the Ghost King Illusory Realm?
"Why is the Ghost Bride different from the one during the day...?" Wu Chou wondered.
Jiang Nuo: "This is recreating the scene before her death; it should be when the Ghost Bride was forced into marriage."
The four of them found a corner to keep an eye on things, where they could see clearly but avoid being suddenly discovered, even though they certainly wouldn't be in the recreated scene.
But what if?
Pu Sang, still shaken, said that when working with Brother Nuo, one must always have a backup plan.
In the center of the courtyard, a coffin lay horizontally, with a white flower tied to the front and a red silk ribbon to the back.
In the dim light, all the ghosts surrounded the pregnant woman, and two strong men grabbed her and put her into the coffin. Their expressions were fierce, but they still tried to let out a few cries from their throats.
The elderly women huddled together, each holding a stick of incense. They were also weeping, but their tears seemed more genuine than those of the men.
The villagers laughed and cried, calling her the Ghost Bride. They knew that if a vengeful spirit came to claim their life, they wouldn't be able to see her face and would only be blinded by her cries.
"Oh, Ghost Bride, look at me, I'm crying so sincerely."
" Ghost Bride, your child has no father. You have a foolish heart; don't bring further harm to the villagers..."
The old women sobbed and muttered to themselves, wiping away their tears with their wrinkled hands every now and then, before leaning against the coffin and continuing to weep.
Everyone seemed heartbroken, but no one went to save her, as if they were performing some kind of customary ritual.
"No... Ahhh!"
He let the nails pierce his skull, let his cries fill the air, and let the red-hot iron block be stuffed into his mouth as he struggled.
The Ghost Bride was too weak to cry out; nails were embedded in her limbs, and a smear of chicken blood splashed into her eyes.
Make her unable to see, speak, or move.
Finally, as the coffin was sealed, everyone cried and shouted as they lifted it up.
The scene froze at that moment, and then all the figures gradually faded away as if fading, leaving only the coffin.
"This is... the end of the scene before death?" Pu Sang was already in tears, but dared not cry out loud.
Those who are truly heartbroken for her dare not cry.
No, there's more.
Jiang Nuo spoke softly, her gaze shifting from the person who had secretly left from the corner to the door that had opened without any wind.
"This is to let us go outside and look around."